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Chapter 125 Despicable Kidney Shot (please vote for me)

Hammer of Judgment!

It can be said that it is the priest profession, the only high-level offensive magic. What's worse is that it also deals single-target damage.

However, it is precisely because of these limitations that the Hammer of Judgment has a destructive power that far exceeds that of ordinary high-level magic. Once the Hammer of Judgment falls, let alone human flesh and blood, even a hard boulder will be destroyed. It can blow you to pieces in an instant.

Gray's reaction was also very quick, his expression remained unchanged, and the gun suddenly spun towards his head to block it.

With a bang, Gray Andre's body suddenly sank. The power of this hammer of judgment was far stronger than he imagined.

Before he even landed, several low-level magics from the Dawn Goddess Church appeared around his body.

Holy Light Blade.

Searing ray.

Shine.

His rich combat experience was fully revealed at this time. Gray closed his eyes to avoid the glare from burning his eyes and affecting his vision.

At the same time, relying only on hearing, he could roll, jump sideways, or retreat. His movements were extremely sensitive, and he avoided the successive magic bombings.

Streams of magic hit the open space, making a dull sound while spreading layers of smoke.

Ron's face looked a little pale... Damn it, Dracula's Eyes couldn't achieve the effect of perpetual motion after all.

The passive function of releasing magic and consuming blood will be activated directly when he uses magic, but the effect of returning blood will only be activated when he hits the target.

This directly resulted in that, except for the first move, the Hammer of Judgment, which hit Gray's weapon and hit the target, triggering the blood recovery effect, all other magics were consuming Ron's blood.

The battlefield finally gradually and temporarily calmed down.

Opposite Gray, the situation was also quite bad. His face was pale and his hands were still shaking. Originally, he didn't take the Judgment Hammer to heart. He had faced magic more powerful than this, and a mere Hammer of Judgment was not even enough to raise Gray Andre's vigilance.

But just as the golden hammer hit the weapon, the surging power instantly caused the spear to bend. The power penetrated through the gun body and penetrated into Gray Andre, making this powerful magic warrior feel unbearable. The impact made his hands sore and numb, and he could hardly hold the spear.

There was a feeling of suffocation in the chest, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

To make matters worse, he seemed to be able to feel something being pulled away at the moment of contact.

This weird situation made Gray choose not to resist the next attack, but to avoid it.

Looking at Ron across from him again, his eyes were filled with hatred and uncertainty... It's hard to believe that this is the kind of fighting power that someone who has just entered the panic level can display?

Isn't this too exaggerated?

If this guy really reaches the disaster level, wouldn't he, a heroic level magic warrior, be killed in an instant?

I thought this man was just a despicable and shameless liar who knew nothing but sweet words, but now it seems that this guy is really capable. No wonder he was favored by the shameless king Holt.

Ron looked around.

A shallow, purple barrier sealed off this area.

It seems that this Gray Andre is really bent on killing himself. He has arranged the barrier in advance to prevent the news here from spreading and causing unnecessary trouble.

Although this is a very powerful enemy, there is still no trace of nervousness on Ron's face. At worst, he can activate the protection of Heracles. With this move, he can withstand even the attack of Vice-Pope Apu and suppress a Gray Andre. It's not a problem, and since I am stronger now, I can sustain this move for a longer time.

If that doesn't work, you can still call Charlene and Lidya in your heart.

All in all, Gray Andre really chose the wrong opponent this time.

Ron lowered his head and glanced at the ironwood staff in his hand. He was a little distressed to find that there was a small hole where the ironwood staff had collided with the tip of the spear.

No, this is an ironwood staff with a plus of thirteen. It can cause such damage to an ironwood staff. It is at least a legendary weapon.

How do you say that, the treasures of heaven, materials and earth are those who are virtuous!

Gray Andre, who disturbs people's sleep in the middle of the night, looks like a very immoral guy at first glance. He really doesn't deserve to have such a good weapon.

In order to prevent this guy from hurting more people with this gun, it is better to hand this weapon to a more moral person for safekeeping... For example, he, Ron, after all, he is not even the Great Saint. The master you should admire has good character and noble morals.

When he felt Ron's burning gaze again, Gray Andre's body trembled with excitement, and there were goosebumps all over his body. Why was this look so weird? Could this guy be the same as Linde, with a slightly abnormal orientation?

No, he's worse than Lind.

He seems to accept everyone who comes!

Thinking of the entangled figures of the two people that he had spied on before, Gray Andre's hair-raising fear instantly turned into intense hatred.

He was trying hard to suppress the trembling fingers of his hands under the violent impact and prepare for the next round of attacks.

"Ron, I'm going to kill you..."

In his throat, there was a low growl like a wild dog.

"Your Excellency Gray Andre, why are you so hostile to me? I shouldn't have offended you, right?" Ron raised his eyebrows and said in a relaxed tone. The iron-wood staff slowly rotated in his palm and his eyes narrowed. People who are familiar with Ron will know that this man is thinking about some dirty plans in his heart.

At this time, it was best not to give Ron too many opportunities to speak. Unfortunately, Gray Andre didn't understand this. He let out a low roar: "Shut up, you shameless bastard, using despicable means to coerce , violated Dolores, that is my wife, my..."

Ron was slightly startled: "Your wife? Wasn't your proposal rejected?"

This sentence seemed to cause a strong stimulation to Gray Andre, and he roared like crazy: "You are talking nonsense, how could Delores reject me? She loves me, she has always been Want to marry me."

"It's all Holt 474, that damn bastard, who used Princess Dolores as a tool for trading, and you, the despicable and shameless bastard, who used despicable means to force Her Highness the Princess to commit herself to you."

"But, I know, I know, no matter how tortured Dolores is, the only man she truly loves in her heart will always be me."

"I swear, I will rescue Dolores from this cage, no matter what the cost."

Listening to Gray Andre's words, Ron was stunned. His vivid mind was shut down for a moment, and he had no idea what words to use to describe the man in front of him.

During the in-depth exchange last night, Ron also asked Dolores something about Gray Andre. It could be seen from Dolores's attitude that she was very tired of this man's entanglement. Dolores once told Ron that she and Gray Andre had only met a few times in total, and almost all of them were at banquets, and at most they were just courtesy greetings. But this Gray Andre is a paranoid, paranoid that Dolores will be his future wife, and will be extremely hostile to anyone of the opposite sex, or even the same sex, who comes close to Dolores.

This is perhaps the saddest thing about Gray Andre. His motivation and source of fantasy have not left the slightest impression on Dolores. The princess has long forgotten what happened when she was a child. . This hallucination is at an advanced stage, and there is no cure.

As a gentleman, Ron was really embarrassed to bully such a terminally ill patient.

He felt that it was best to persuade Gray Andre to turn around and not continue to be paranoid in his fantasies. This was also for Gray Andre's good.

Ron felt that he was really a very good person... He even wanted to kill him, but he actually wanted to save him. The Holy Mother had to tattoo him on his body and worship him every day.

Ron held his chin with one hand, thoughts flashing through his mind quickly:

Gray is very powerful and has rich combat experience.

He is not stupid, but his personality is very extreme. This extreme is directly connected to the four words Dolores. This is a very easy breakthrough.

His will is extremely tough and seems to have been tempered by countless lives and deaths, but this toughness is barely maintained by fragile illusions.

After two seconds passed, Ron suddenly exhaled helplessly: "Sir Gray, I really don't want to break your illusion, but... I have to tell you, Dolores has never liked her. You, let alone loved you."

Gray's body trembled suddenly. This guy had no idea that when he started talking to Ron, his death was already doomed. He just subconsciously opened his mouth to refute.

But before he could speak, Ron spread out his hands and said, "Believe me, this is what Dolores told me personally when she was lying in my arms last night."

Dolores in his arms?

The scenes he had glimpsed through the curtains once again appeared in Gray Andre's mind.

puff……

Gray could no longer bear the intense stimulation, his throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"No...impossible, Dolores must be lying, she is just lying to you..." Even though his face had turned extremely pale, Gray was still struggling hard, unwilling to accept the reality.

"Ah, Mr. Gray, I asked Dolores carefully, and she said you were just a very annoying guy, like a damn fly, buzzing noisily in his ears, making her very Bored, if it weren't for maintaining a semblance of respectability, she would even want to drive you away."

"No...impossible..."

"Does she really like you? Isn't this your illusion? Think about it, you have met Dolores several times at banquets. Does she treat you any differently from other nobles?"

Gray's face became paler and paler, and every word Ron said was like a sharp knife, peeling away the scab, revealing the bloody and real flesh and blood inside.

"No, right? To Dolores, you are no different from other nobles."

"Recognize the reality. After last night, Dolores is completely my woman. Every part of her body is mine. If you keep pestering my woman like this, I will be angry..."

Completely?

Every part of your body belongs to him?

hum...

This sentence made Gray feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body was shaking.

Various pictures kept emerging in his mind, and every scene made Gray Andre suffer, and even suppressed wails could be heard from the depths of his throat.

"Wake up, don't have any more inappropriate dreams, Dolores is already preparing to be pregnant with my child..."

puff……

Another stream of blood spurted out.

There was no trace of blood on Gray's face.

They, they didn't even use birth control...

At this moment, Gray Andre, who had been staring at Ron, suddenly saw a dazzling light bursting out of Ron's eyes.

Gray, whose consciousness was already in a state of extreme fluctuation and confusion, had no time to react at all, and his entire brain was in a trance for an instant.

Mental interference.

However, this kind of low-level spiritual magic has too little impact on a strong man like Gray. Even if Gray is in an extremely abnormal state of mind, it may only be short-lived, less than a second. His consciousness is about to return to clarity.

But at this moment, a piercing scream suddenly exploded in Gray's ears.

The wail of the dead!

Another attack directly aimed at the soul, a move Lidya had used before.

hum!

In an instant, Gray Andre felt as if his head had been hit by a giant hammer. His face instantly turned pale, and scarlet blood seeped out of his nostrils.

The body is shaky.

Just opposite Gray, Ron's legs suddenly exerted force, and his body rushed forward with a roar.

The iron-wood staff raised high hit Gray Andre on the head!

Gray's combat experience was richer than Ron imagined. It was clear that his spirit was being tortured by the wails of the undead, and his brain was in chaos, but as if it was pure instinct, the moment the iron-wood staff was smashed down, Gray's body rushed subconsciously. He took a step to the side.

It was this step that prevented the iron-wood staff from hitting Gray Andre's head directly. Instead, it hit Gray Andre's waist with a bang.

The entire waist was instantly sunken.

The powerful impact turned the internal organs inside into meat sauce!

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